For me, 2015 started at Thanksgiving 2014. As was often true for me during the holidays, I was focused on what was missing in my life and feeling depressed. I was stuck in the writing of my memoir and felt the need for guidance. I thought time away might give me the direction I needed. And so I made arrangements for a silent retreat in Elijah House, a cottage in the woods at the Transfiguration Center of Spiritual Renewal near West Milton, Ohio. Last year on New Years Day, I wrote about the still, small voice of the Divine within giving me what I hoped for that weekend–clear guidance for how to write and deepen my memoir to serve a higher purpose. I set my 2015 intention to increase my awareness of the light of grace in the midst of life’s messiness.
Well, 2015 was certainly a grace-filled, messy year. My condo was no longer serving me and in January the way opened for me to move. The end of April I put it up for sale. At the same time, I found an editor for my memoir. I’d been impressed with some of her online comments about the way she works, and when I read, “I want my clients to know I’m their biggest cheerleader and greatest fan,” I knew she was the editor for me.
The condo selling/home searching process was messy. I continued to work on my memoir while my condo didn’t sell and properties I liked did. My faithful friends assured me the right place for me wasn’t available yet and when it was, my condo would sell. They were right. In August, a buyer appeared and I found the perfect home for me.
The middle of September, I sent my manuscript to my editor. I told her I wasn’t in a hurry for her feedback because I’d be busy with moving. As my focus switched from writing to rehabbing my home, I convinced myself my memoir wasn’t that good and would probably never be published. I decided to be grateful for the transformation I experienced in writing it and for the healing in my relationship with my daughter. If all the work I put into it came to nothing more, that was a lot for which to be thankful.
On October 5, I took possession of the house and began the rehab process. On October 15, I moved in. By Thanksgiving I was settled enough to host a family dinner. Being in a house with a meditation room overlooking a woods and a creek gives me much joy.
On November 29, I received my editor’s first comments. When I saw it drop into my inbox, I started shaking. I did a few things around the house to work up the courage to read it. I’d been discouraged by critical feedback in the past and braced myself to face the fact that I just wasn’t cut out to be a memoir writer. Oh, ye of little trust.
I headed for the recliner in my meditation room to read her four pages of comments. While most pointed to what needed revising, my confidence was bolstered by these words: “Part I, in particular, will need reworking to bring it to the quality of the rest of the manuscript.”
She went on: “…your manuscript is eminently publishable and quite astonishing. It is more intelligently written, more thoughtful, and more reflective than many memoirs I’ve read…”
I sat there stunned and thinking: she sees me very differently than I see myself. This woman from Wyoming who I’ve never met in person or talked with on the phone had seen into my soul.
Judy brought me full circle, validating the message I received at my silent retreat about the deeper message in my memoir and the way I was to write it. In our further correspondence, she continues to change my perception of myself. And I am definitely experiencing her as my biggest cheerleader and greatest fan. Grace brought us together.
“Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God.” ~Corrie ten Boom
And so, at the end of 2015, I stand in awe at the light of grace. As my memoir attests, my awakening has been a long one and is a process of reawakening and reawakening.
And my intention for 2016: Increase my trust in the light of the Divine within me and all of us. Be faithful to my part in co-creating a better world by risking revealing my messy true self–the one I write about in A Long Awakening to Grace.
When we’re willing to be imperfect and real, the gifts of courage, compassion, and connection just keep giving. Paraphrased from Brené Brown’s The Gifts of Imperfection.
Like like like! Congrats on finding your path!
Cynthia,
Since you’ve found your path, I know you know how good it feels. Thanks for your support.
Linda, I’m so grateful to have been part of your life in this past year of discovery and reawakening for you. You have been an inspiration!! ♥
Thank you, Ruth,
You are an angel and I’m glad you’ve been a part of my life, too. You, too, are an inspiration…an inspiring leader.
Ohmy ! This is so positive and so marvelous. I love how things are opening up to you in such big ways. So much to be grateful for! Yea You Linda! I cannot wait for your book to be in my hands.
Just sent my first reworkings to my editor. The time is getting closer for it to be in our hands. Yea!
I can’t wait to read your memoir. Happy 2016!!
Music to my ears.
Bless you Linda, I admire your sticking to a goal. I look forward to reading the Memoir. By the way did you receive our Christmas card/picture? Just curious if USPS did their job.
Hi Lois, I am a persevering person, that’s for sure. Yes, I did receive your card. You look great, girl. I didn’t get one out to you because I wasn’t sure if you were in Lima or Florida. We should talk sometime soon.
I just re-read this post in my email, Linda. It is so profoundly beautiful, so richly with life lessons, and so inspiring for women. I hope many will have a chance to read this.
Mary Jo
Mary Jo,
I so look forward to meeting you in person. Our journey writing our memoirs has been such a rich experience for both of us despite our struggles with it. My heart fills with gratitude every time I receive one of your warm, validating comments.
Love,
Linda
Congrats Linda. I’m sure your book will be great!!!!
Karin, I’m beginning to believe that myself. Where are you in the process of working on yours?